Yo! Yo Joint did this This right here is I-I feel big! You-know I Not, not big in the sense of weight, you know what I Like gaining weight or, like that Like colossal, you know what I mean? Like, ahh I you were looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard say church, I'ma need a suit need a coupe, I wont need a roof Flyer Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm see the roof Didn't wear a So I got and you can see the Proof Blind colored guide me and see the truth Wonder if do?
But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I ol' and even you? Man, I got Summer hating on me cause I'm than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I ain't sprung
Winter on me cause I'm colder than ya'll And I would never, I would never, I never Fall I'm hated by the seasons So fuck ya'll who for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case you're Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case you're Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole niggas been on the shit, I flush And watch it go the drain quick Two words you never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and lose I call them April Babies, cause they And when snooze, we up Feet up, a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I park In a red and thang, old school Atlanta Hawk I'm from Collipark, but I'm from Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I it well And I wear it well on my Libra I a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there hair don't even care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Who's been about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Bee, as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is that not why we came? And if not, why bother?
no mercy in Murcielago's I'm far from being the bastard Marcy had fathered Now my name's mentioned with the martyrs The Biggie's and the and the Marley's and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow even if you box well can't stop the Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy just came off the
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while guys just stare at my I see Euro's, that's right, I so much change from this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and go so opposite of soft Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z forget Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me where you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me have you been?) I hustling (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, when I leave this (Tell me where you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, never in the dirt (They asking, they been searching they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but when I squeeze it
Fine, we lose two lives, yours and Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. grieve At the funeral parlor, dripping tears my sleeve Gimme any amount of time, let Mrs. Carter grieve